Tiamat Dragoness: I do not own 'Danny Phantom' or 'Young Justice'
Okay, this story uses one of my favorite ways on how Danny would end up in another dimension. I got some inspiration from 'BayGirl31' and her story 'Fate of a Phantom'.
Enjoy!
The park was in ruins. Deep gashes littered the landscape. The trees splintered and burned from enemy fire. The water fountain that Desiree loved to haunt now nothing more than gravel, water still gushing and spilling over the ground.
"I don't think the job description of being the mayor includes wrecking the local recreational areas, or flinging kids into water fountains." Danny grumbled, still feeling sore from the collision.
Vlad only sneered, firing another blast at the teen. "You're only making this difficult for yourself Daniel. Hand it over."
"Not even if it's your birthday."
"Seriously my child. If you would only join me, we could rule all as-"
"If you say 'father and son', I will hurl. I said it once, I have said a million times, and I will say it again: NO you will NOT be killing Dad, you will NOT be marrying my mom, you will NOT be taking over the world or whatever cheese-headed plan you've concocted, and I will NEVER join you! So whatever you are planning; forget it! Go back to Wisconsin moping about how the city of Green Bay won't sell you the Packers and get yourself a lonely guy cat, because you're not going to be changing those facts any time soon."
"That's where you're wrong Daniel."
Danny then blinked. "You actually got a cat?"
"Well, yes but-" Vlad was then interrupted by uncontrollable laughter from Danny and his friends, who were some ways off. Jazz, also being with the group, merely rolled her eyes.
"Hahaha! You actually got a cat!"
"Oh dude, that's too much!" Tucker wheezed.
Vlad bristled. "It's my sister's cat!"
"Oh sure it is." Sam snarked, rolling her eyes. "And let me guess, you named her Maddie." The teens then noticed Vlad's creepy grin. "He did… Oh gross! I was only kidding!"
Tucker was also visibly disgusted. "That's just sick and wrong."
"You should see his holograms." Danny said, just feeling quite done with the man's creepy behavior. "I cannot stress this enough; you are one seriously crazed-up fruitloop."
"I am the man who became a billionaire practically overnight in a series of brilliantly thought out burglaries and later became the mayor of this backwash town through similar means. I am the one who designed miss Grey's ghost-hunting equipment. A fruitloop wouldn't be able to accomplish all that I have done thus far. I. AM. NOT. A. FRUITLOOP!"
"So you say, yet here we are."
Vlad then conjured up an ectoblade then moved to strike the teen down. Thinking fast, Danny used his ice powers to make his own blade and blocked. The sounds the blades clashing echoed in the park, similar to ice hitting a hot pan in a furious sizzle.
Sam, Tucker and Jazz, while Danny was busy contending with Vlad, were fending off the ghostly vultures and some ectopuses.
"Will you brats hold still?!" One of the fez-wearing vultures demanded. What he got in response was a blast to the face. Tucker blew out the smoking end of the lipstick ecto-blaster and smirked.
Vlad was having enough, seeing Daniel's little friends taking care of his minions with ease, Daniel himself still resisting him… his train of thought was cut off by an ectoblast shooting Vlad directly in the face.
Letting out a furious growl, Plasmius lunged at his teen nemesis. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Vlad attempted to stab Danny. Seeing the incoming attack, Phantom contorted himself, avoiding the blade by a hair. Danny could feel the heat of the ectoblade as it was so close to his belt line at his back. Pivoting, Danny delivered a roundhouse kick to his opponent's head.
Right as he was delivered the kick, something began to feel off. Being overcome with vertigo, Danny stumbled to the ground. The air around him began to ripple with green energy.
"What's going on?"
Danny couldn't quite tell who had asked that. Not that he had time to figure it out, as he was occupied with the overpowering wave of power. It became so strong that it became quite painful.
That was then the world around him blew up.
"DANNY!" Came the desperate cries of his friends and sister.
Danny let out a scream as he felt himself, his essence if you will, being pulled. The sensation lasted for what felt like an hour (in reality, probably only a few minutes) before Danny felt himself tumbling to the ground. He remained there for a few minutes, feeling worn from the sudden… whatever it was… teleportation(?) before letting out a groan.
"Ugh… Darn that fruitloop. This was most definitely his fault."
While he wasn't a novice at teleportation, this time around was more unpleasant and disorienting than anything he had felt from other times that teleportation had occurred. Pulling himself from the ground, Danny dusted himself off as he gained his bearings. He most certainly wasn't in the park anymore.
"Okay, definitely at some sort of warehousing district." Danny noted, as he looked around. Old and worn, with the tinge of pollution hanging in the air. The scurrying of small creatures nearby and the distant sounds of traffic reached Danny's ears. Danny looked up at the night sky, the light pollution suggesting that he was within a large city. Time change. Here was late evening with some sunlight still in the sky, compared to the completely dark night back at home.
He had no time to dwell on his observations, for it was then the sounds of fighting and yelling came to the ghostly teen's attention. Being the hero he is, Danny made his way towards the sounds.
Using intangibility, Danny stuck his head into a wall to view the inside of one of the warehouses. Confirming the commotion was originating from this area, Danny fully entered the structure.
By what Danny could tell was some dudes were smuggling something obviously illegal. Floating up to the rafters, he silently watched the men work, catching snippets of conversation that confirmed his suspicions of the operation being illegal. The burly men hefted crates filled with drugs (Danny rolled his eyes. What people wouldn't do to get high… what stupidity) and were loading them into armored vehicles. There were about 20 or more men in Danny's line of sight; clad in dark clothes and bullet proof vests.
"Well, looks like we have a little spy." A gruff voice said.
Danny managed to duck just in time, as what seemed to be a metal bat was about to beam him on the head. Danny flipped away from his assailant. It was a tall, buff looking guy decked in armored-up sporting equipment. A hockey mask covered his face, only showing his brown eyes.
"Don't the hockey mask dudes try to kill their victims with chainsaws, not brain them with baseball bats?" Danny quipped.
Even behind the mask, Danny could tell the man was sneering. "How original kid." Hockey mask then pulled out a javelin and threw it at the ghostly teen.
Danny sidestepped the weapon's trajectory, leaping to another beam of the roof's supports. He then dodged two more javelins and caught the final one with his left hand. "Do you seriously think a bunch of pointy sticks are going to do anything to me?" At this point, they had gotten the attention of the guys on the ground.
"Not bad kid. Too bad this little game's gonna end." Hockey mask man said in a dark tone before engaging Danny in melee combat.
"Oh, so this is all just a game! Good to know!" Came Danny's sarcastic remark as he and hockey mask guy continued their fight on the rafters. "You're even wearing protective gear. That's good! Wouldn't want any more brain damage- that's assuming you actually have one."
This seemed to anger hockey mask as his attacks became more frequent and with more force. This made little difference to Amity Park's resident teen hero, as he's used to more speedy and stronger attacks from otherworldly adversaries. This foe right here, though tough, was only human. Just as hockey mask charged at Danny, ready to deliver a punch, Danny simply turned intangible. Not expecting this at all, the larger attacker stumbled through the teen, trying to regain his balance. With a smirk, Danny delivered a well placed kick to the rear. Hockey mask then fell onto a stack of crates.
"And that's 1 for Phantom, zero for stupid." Danny cheered before ducking gun fire from the men below. "Sheesh, no love for the visiting team? Harsh."
That was when a wall exploded, taking some of the goons with it. Out of the smoke leapt two figures.
The first was a blond woman whose attire Sam would really get into: black choker, black leotard paired with gray stockings, black calf-length boots, black fingerless gloves, and a dark leather jacket of sorts. The blond woman had landed in a crouch, then sprinted towards the hired thugs. She was skilled in hand to hand sparring, gracefully weaving through assailants and punching them out with the grace of a violent ballerina.
Her companion was what Danny would call a 'Robin Hood' look alike. Judging by the goatee and mustache, Danny took the man was blond like his companion. Dressed in green, the man had with him a compact bow and quiver full of arrows. Unlike the blond woman, the man attempted to obscure his identity with a hood and a black domino mask. Using a zip line he had shot out, he sped toward his cluster of thugs and… wait, was he humming- yes, he was singing to himself some dramatic tune as he dropped onto the heads of the thugs, making quick work of them.
Not being one to stand on the sidelines, and already determining who were the good guys, Danny leapt to action. Using a stack of shipping crates as stairs, Danny made a quick descent to ground level.
Hockey mask then had pulled himself from the crates. Regaining his senses, he zeroed in on the halfa, who was knocking out bad guys.
"Alright Snowy, no more mister nice guy."
Danny sees within his peripheral vision something about to strike him. Rolling out of the way, Danny avoids hockey mask's-
"Woah! Is that an Olympic hammer? You really take the sport theme seriously. What's next: exploding golf balls?"
Hockey mask only growled at the teen. He was about to attack the teen again when Robin Hood guy shot him with an arrow. Upon making contact, bolas sprang out and wrapped themselves around Hockey mask. Danny noticed that all the henchmen were subdued.
Danny dusted his hands. Not bad for a day's work. Just as he turned to leave, he then registered that Robin Hood guy had his bow drawn. Gothic Blond lady stood a couple paces to the side in a ready position.
"Who are you kid and where did you come from?" The archer asked, eyeing the teen.
"Hey! I'm not a kid and I just helped you two, thank you very much!"
"You didn't answer my question."
"My mom told me not to talk to strangers, Robin Hood." Danny snarked, "now if you'll excuse me-"
Danny made to leave, but his path to retreat was blocked by the archer.
"You'll gonna have to come with us for questioning." Robin Hood made to grab the kid, but was surprised to suddenly be flipped and tossed to his companion. Who knew the lanky kid could be so strong? Using the brief moment of distraction, Danny fled.
"Hey, come back here!" Both adults chased after the white haired teen, but were shocked when turning the corner that there was no sign of him.
"Dang, he's speedy for someone his size." The archer muttered.
"Not to mention strong. Did a kid seriously threw down Green Arrow just like that?"
"Haha, you're a riot." Green Arrow rolled his eyes at the teasing as the woman pulled out a comm link.
"This is Black Canary and Green Arrow to the Justice League."
"Superman here. What's the trouble?"
"We tracked down Sportsmaster. Apparently he's working with someone to transport some sort of drug. We already subdued the men, but found something else."
"Something else?"
"Young teenaged male. Dressed in what looked to be a black and white jumpsuit with a stylized 'D' insignia. White hair, glowing green eyes- actually, his entire body glowed." Green Arrow commented.
"Sounds like a meta. Where is he?"
"He slipped away from Green Arrow and ran. We'll search as soon as the police take Sportsmaster away."
"Okay then. I'll send out an alert to the rest of the league."
…~~~oOo~~~…
Danny lost the two adults easily with his invisibility and flew off. After flying for a bit, he came to rest on a museum.
"Okay, now that that's over, time to… where am I?" Danny did not recognize the layout of the city that lay before him; the 'much, much larger than his hometown' city. Taking note of where he had stopped, Danny descended to ground level.
Star City Museum of Natural History an elaborate sign declared proudly at the entrance of the building.
'Star City? Where the heck was that?!'
